Vienna | Roam

Vienna | RoamBeauty never slumbers; All is in her name; But the rose remembers the dust from which it came.” – Edna St. Vincent Millay, from ‘Autumn Chant’.

The last time I was in Austria, I was barely old enough to remember. There’s something incredibly arresting about coming home to a place so familiar yet so foreign. A strange remembrance that only exists from experiencing life and culture as youth. Things remain the same, people remain the same, though, not quite how I left them. All-the-more familiar, and all-the-more forgotten. The return, in rush of memories and poetic intoxication. She drinks the world as honey.

Vienna | RoamVienna | RoamVienna | RoamVienna | RoamVienna. The pastel one, in lightness and ease. The city drenched in veiled sunlight. Morning sighs and night illuminations. Winding passages and cobbled paths. Ivy, thwarted and high. The sullen streets, coated in shades of ice-cream. There’s pistachio and rose, coconut and lemon. The dilapidated buildings, perfection in irregular stracciatella than studded in chocolate chip. Venture outside Wien, the villages, the same. The brilliance of life and loves, expressed in the zeit of the city.

Vienna | RoamVienna | RoamVienna | RoamVienna | RoamVienna | Roam I was always taught to keep my eyes open. To be blind against the conventional and search for experience far from the beaten track. Inspiration. It’s in the quiet moments of the city. In elderly women hanging their laundry over sills and the ritualistic cigarette. In hydrangea adorned balconies and vagrant passages. In golden light, heavy footfalls and laughter from the curb. Silence and shadow. The coming of night.

I believe that life, the living, the breathing, only becomes alive through experience. And the part that continues to slumber, grows dead. She dies behind my lids, blackness, consuming all vision. And nothing could ever be so beautiful about slumber, that I let it violence me. I’ve always thought that darkness can only ever lead to the brilliance of stars. And those two things, have forever loved me best. What happened during those Austrian days, so help me God, I can’t remember. I only hope to never remember, just to carry feeling. It’s in all that I know. And the days and nights, merged into one. I was floating. And finally, somehow, somewhere, I flew. Permanence of memory can never be held. And the desire to relive can never be ours. We solely exist to drift from one world, to another.

Vienna | RoamVienna | RoamVienna | RoamVienna | RoamI was in Vienna for shorter than I would have liked.  Still, listed here, are food spots visited and loved. There’s plenty more to discover, but, that’s for the next chapter. The return. Use this guide to begin or add to your own trip. And, if you have them, share your own recommendations too.


Restaurant Steirereck



Erich / Ulrich


Café Sperl

Joseph Brot

Ströck Feierabend

Guerilla Bakery



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  • Reply Christiann Koepke July 20, 2017 at 7:44 pm

    Looks and sounds like such a divine trip! Thanks for sharing

  • Reply Valentina @Hortus July 20, 2017 at 8:01 am

    Your posts are always so poetic. I think your writing applies to places and travel beautifully. I am totally looking forward to reading more travel posts! I drove to southern Austria last month and didn’t take a single picture. Glad I can at least see yours 🙂

  • Reply Claudia | The Brick Kitchen July 20, 2017 at 3:29 am

    So so lovely Thalia- your words and your photography both. You have an eye for the streets, even if you don’t think so! Vienna looks absolutely wonderful – will have to visit when next in Europe. In the meantime, I can’t wait for miznon to open up here in Melbourne! Hope you’re well xx (and can’t wait for those stunning chocolate chunk cookies that keep popping up on your instagram)

  • Reply Joyce @ The Sun Diaries July 19, 2017 at 4:42 pm

    Perfect colour scheme

  • Reply Margaret@Kitchen Frau July 19, 2017 at 1:40 pm


  • Reply Gerlinde July 19, 2017 at 2:16 am

    You have a gift with words and I wish I could find words like yours to describe my feelings. It’s beautiful!

  • Reply Cate July 18, 2017 at 3:48 pm

    This is so beautiful! I would love to see more of these kinds of travel posts, your photography is really wonderful.

  • Reply Lori Rice July 18, 2017 at 3:30 pm

    I’ve been to 22 countries and Vienna remains my favorite city in the world. Summer, winter – it’s amazing year round. It’s been a couple years since we’ve been back so I’m thrilled to have these new spots to check out on our next visit. Gorgeous photography as always.

  • Reply Nancy Burnett July 18, 2017 at 3:08 pm

    You have your priorities straight!

  • Reply Becky July 18, 2017 at 2:09 pm

    I just visited Vienna in May. Lovely city and can’t wait to return. One of my favorite coffee places I found was Jonas Reindl.

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